My Prologue

   "Ooo, notin' better on a cold day than a hot fire, and all the food you could eat"
   "You are right there sonny" the inn keeper replies.
   The door crashes down as three huge men in grey vests come in and spread out across the room. 
   "We are lookin' for recruits"
   Murmurs start flowing across the room, but are cut off be the return of the mens' load voices.
   "We need help, our business and trade is falling apart."
   No one knows who they are or what they want but are all intrigued.
   "How about you, there, with your feet close to the fire."
   "M-M-Me sir..."
   "Yes you! Now come with us! The future is waiting..."